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Chapter 49 For the first time in days, I didn’t wake up gasping for air. There was no phantom scent of damp earth or sulfur clogging my throat, no lingering echo of my mother’s cold voice vibrating in my skull, and no violent spike of adrenaline demanding that I jump out of bed and reach for a weapon. Instead, there was only the soft, warm filtering of morning sunlight through the log cabin window and the deep, grounding scent of pine and cedar embedded in the heavy linens. I rolled over, my arm instinctively sweeping across the mattress to find the solid, furnace-like warmth that had anchored me through the night. My fingers met only cold, empty sheets. A sharp prickle of my usual hyper-vigilance flared in my chest. I sat up quickly, pulling Silas’s oversized linen shirt tighter around my shoulders. The fabric hung low on my collarbone, swallowing my frame, but the lingering scent of him instantly dialed back the panic. Shaking off the remnants of sleep, I padded across the c

POV Silas: Chapter 48The cool breeze coming off the water carried the sharp, clean scent of pine and oncoming dusk, cutting through the heavy tension that had settled deep into my bones over the last three weeks. I stood at the edge of the wooden dock, the soles of my boots pressing against the damp, weathered planks as I watched the dark river lap rhythmically against the support posts. It was the first time since we crossed the border that I didn’t feel the phantom itch between my shoulder blades—the constant, exhausting paranoia that we were being actively hunted. For the first time in what felt like centuries, the air didn’t taste like copper and imminent bloodshed.We needed this. She needed this.I ran a heavy hand through my hair, gripping the back of my neck as a fierce, protective anger rolled through my chest. Anne had spent so long carrying the weight of the world on her fragile shoulders, burning her own spirit to ash just to keep everyone else warm and safe. The poor th

Forty Seven: POV Anne: The forest spirits didn't just clear a path for us; they provided an escort. When the brush parted, it wasn't a horse or a carriage waiting for us. Standing in the dappled sunlight was a creature of absolute myth—a unicorn, its coat gleaming like spun starlight, its silver horn humming with a pure, ancient resonance. It inclined its head toward Lilly, who let out a joyful sob and rushed forward, burying her face in its silken mane. "Well," I murmured, glancing sideways at Silas, who was still slightly tender from the healing but standing tall. "I guess we're riding in style." Silas offered a rare, genuine smile, hoisting Lilly up onto the creature's back before mounting behind her and pulling me up into the space between them. The moment the unicorn leaped forward, the world blurred. The trees became streaks of green and gold, and the wind howled in our ears, carrying the distinct, dizzying sensation of traveling not ju

Chapter 46: POV Anne The canopy above us felt less like a shelter and more like a cage. "Stay down, Lilly," Silas commanded, his voice a low, gravelly rasp as he shoved the little girl gently but firmly behind a thick outcrop of moss-covered rock. I didn't need to ask why. The air had turned foul, thick with the stench of rotting copper and old graves. Out from the dense thicket slithered Draco’s hunters. They weren’t human—not even close. These were the dark, twisted things of the deep Fae realms, creatures of ash and malice who hunted the fringes of our world. My stomach violently turned as I looked at them. Everyone knew the whispers. Everyone knew these demons literally fed on half-born children, consuming the innocent to gorge on their raw, unspent magic. Silas didn’t hesitate. He drew his blade, the steel catching a rare glint of sunlight through the leaves, and threw himself into the fray. He moved like a tempest, a devastating blur of lethal grace. I watched him parry

Chapter 45: Silas POV The scent of salt and iron didn't belong in this dusty human tavern. It belonged to the shores of the Fae realm—specifically, the jagged cliffs where Draco’s hunters bled their prey. Beside me, Anne stiffened. She didn't have my tracking senses, but she wasn't stupid. She could feel the sudden drop in the room’s temperature, the way the ambient chatter of the human patrons instantly died out. *Hunters.* "Silas," she whispered, her fingers tightening against my palm. The playful defiance in her eyes was gone, replaced by a cold, sharp panic. "Don't move," I commanded, my voice dropping into a register so low it was barely audible over the roaring of my own blood. My Fae vision locked onto the two figures standing in the doorway. They wore heavy, mud-caked cloaks, but beneath the fabric, I caught the unmistakable glint of spelled silver—blades forged specifically to tear through Fae flesh and bind a witch’s magic. They weren't looking at the bar. They we

Chapter 44: Silas POV I watched my little one sleep. The clam-shell bed glowed faintly under the pale morning light filtering through the single window. Every bone in my body ached, a brutal reminder of the forest floor, but I welcomed the pain. It kept me grounded. Ever since we arrived at this hidden safehouse, I’d made sure to sleep on the hard floor the second her breathing leveled out. Anna had terrible dreams—screaming, thrashing, reliving the hunters and the roots—and we had silently agreed that me just being near her kept the darkness at bay. I would do anything to see her smile now. I'd do anything to give her a shred of comfort. She was a creature who looked like she’d fallen straight from the sky, a half-starved wood witch who had never had a single soul take care of her. And my mate bond? It was turning into a feral thing, screaming at me to protect her, to provide for her, to tear the world apart so she could rest. I hadn’t told her about the bond yet. I had no ide

Chapter 7: Emma’s POV – The Auction BlockI sat on the edge of the velvet-draped bed in the "Guest Suite"—which was just a polite word for a high-security cage. I had tried to leave and my guards had politely told me I wasn't to leave the room. I had been here all day. Meals had been brought in and every time I had asked for anything it had been brought to me immediately. My every want was to be taken care of by order of the Alpha and Beta. But, I was under no circumstances allowed to leave the room. The lemon and lavender scent of my own skin felt like a neon sign in this house of wolves.The door didn't creak; it swung open with the heavy authority of an Alpha who owned the air he breathed. Cast. He looked impeccable, his light hair perfectly styled, but his brown eyes were dark with something that looked suspiciously like a headache."I hope the room is to your liking, Pet," he said, his voice smooth as bourbon."It’s missing a few things," I snapped, “Such as?” Cast drawled standi

Kierans POV: What happened in the woods was a fucking mistake. That should have never happened. But, Cast getting me to do things, I never should be doing was always his specialty with me. I never doubted Cast knew how to make someone feel special, feel desired. His job was to take care of the pack and he was and is damn good at it. But, that blow job in the woods and the girl Emma brought up too many feelings of the past, too many "what if" thoughts. That was too much. I couldn't get side tracked by what? Lust? A bond? A fake marriage. No. I was going to kill Emma if it was the last thing I fucking did. I hated her for what she did to my mate. I stalked through the pack house wanting to get away from everyone. But, wolves had started to pile out one by one curious because wasn't I supposed to be grieving? My beloved. My Liv. This bitch fucking killed her. Hot anger spilled through my veins as memories of when I found Liv's body came to my mind. I turned looking for Cast. I

Emma POV: The forest has gone completely silent as far as I'm concerned because the only things I can hear are the crunching of leaves as Cast goes down on his knees in front of me while Kieran looks me dead ass in the eyes. A small part of me doesn't believe this is going to happen. But, I look down at Cast for a second as he's running is hands up and down Kierans legs. "Are you ready for me my beautiful Beta?" Kierans mouth does this oh face like he's taken back by the cute nick name but he nods his head in silence. He snakes his hand up my arm and tugs. Bringing me closer to both of them. Cast looks up at me, "Pet we want you close to us. We want to show you what you can have with us. I won't just worship you, I'll worship you both. Watch and learn." Cast winks at me and starts nuzzling Kieran's dick. Kieran takes a sharp inhale. Like he's steading himself not to fall on the floor. I watch as Cast slowly pulls down his zipper, and inhales Kieran's scent as the most

Chapter Four: POV: Emma Kieran looked at my hungry and I felt the fire burning up my body. The air all around us seemed electric and I hadn't even touched him yet. My mind told me to run away but my wolf took over, she was practically foaming at the mouth to get to him, Mate, Mate please go to Mate now! But, before I could go to him Kieran came to me. Colbolt blue eyes on me, they had changed from his usual brown eyes to his wolf's. I hadn't noticed I was too busy staring at his body. I gulped as he stepped forward, I could feel the heat from his body and I yearned for him to touch me. He wasn't saying anything and that was driving me nuts. Pushing a stray hair out from under my face and cupping my face in his hand I felt the sparks travel up. Yep, this was the mate bond after all. Then he dug his fist into the back of my hair tightly and I wanted to moan with the pressure and pleasure of it but, also a small part of me was scared of it and I'm sure that shone on my face because t

Chapter Three Emma POV: I’m running and my lungs are burning up. I swear I used to be in good shape. The asphalt is cold and wet under my bare feet and my ass and tits are giggling in the air as I run full force towards the road. I could hear cars driving on it when I was hiding in the woods with that good for nothing Beta. There is no way in hell either of them will be my mate. The second I entered Alpha Cast’s territory my wolf was yelling at me that something was off about this place. The pack lands seemed to be loosely guarded and I couldn’t figure out why. I know I looked dirty, naked and probably crazy but I was getting out of there and going anywhere else but here or my father’s lands one way or another. My father is a tyrant who only has ever seen me as property and that ends now. I’d rather kill my self than become someone’s breeding whore. As I begin to see the light and hear more of the cars on the road, I wave my arms up in the air and I want to begin screaming, “Help”

Kieran POV:Chapter Two Kieran POV: I look at Cast. He looks at me and shrugs. “Better go after her good Beta.” I narrowed my eyes on him. This is not a game I’m willing to play. I’m not a chess piece on a board. “What the fuck will you be doing then?” He looks at me unimpressed. “I’ll be moving your things and hers into my bedroom. I know you’ll be able to charm her. But, I have heard she’s fast for a she wolf so you’ll need to move that tight ass of yours.” "Oh, and be careful we have had sightings of wolf hunters on the property. She can not be harmed by you, Kieran."“When I get back I’m going to kill you.”He laughs and points to the contract. “That contract you just signed is ironclad. If you go against it or we don’t jointly marry her for whatever reason. The alpha of Red Moon has the right to come to these lands and kill you. Furthermore the only thing you’ll be doing when you get back is giving me a massage. You owe me.” He points a finger at me to further his point. I